Hundreds of soldiers around him have been ordered to attack Xiaoyi and Qinglin.

Xiao Yi and Qinglin look at each other and smile suddenly.

Smile, full of war, as well as cold.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

Xiao Yi's fingers are light, and all the sword Qi is shot in an instant.

When the sword passes by, it sweeps across.

Qinglin sneered, and the blood light shot out.

Blood light, also swept a piece.

Although the number of these warriors who came from all over the country was large, they came temporarily after all, and there were not many strong ones.

It's just the disciples of Tianwang mountain who have been practicing in this area or just walking around here.

Most of them cultivate around the peak of Tianji.

A little stronger is just the cultivation of the Holy Land in the early days.

In the eyes of Xiao Yi, the cultivation of holy land is not worth mentioning.

"Two evil thieves, dare to kill wantonly?" The middle-aged people were furious.

"Chief deacon." The three city lords sneered, "we have already said that if the evil thieves like Qinglin are not slaughtered, it will be a disaster."

"Now there is another one. Xiao Yi, who was originally a member of the Shura temple, killed paoze and was not worthy of death."

The three city lords said this to the chief deacon, but their eyes turned to Cao Lei.

Cao Lei is not moved, just silent.

"Green Lin evil thief, your opponent is us." The three city lords had a big drink and made a quick move.

Green Lin eyebrow a frown, "here give you, how?"

Qinglin looks at the fierce warriors around him and says to Xiao Yi.

"Yes." Xiao Yi nods.

Green Lin pondered a smile, "don't be too confident, although your opponent is weak, but the number can be many."

"How about faster than whom?"

"Whatever you want." Xiao Yi shrugged.

Whoosh Qinglin's figure flashed, and instantly opened a distance with Xiao Yi, fighting alone on the three city Lords.

Xiao Yi, on her own, was able to defeat the hundreds of warriors.

The war broke out again.

Xiao Yi did not use the sword, but drank a low voice, "cold field, up."

Towering martial arts power, covering the whole audience.

At the same time, Hanbing three palms in this field of martial arts, once again into the field.

In the air, the bloody intent of killing people reappeared.

Xiao Yi's cold eyes became bloodthirsty again.

Boom

Xiao Yi claps it with one hand, and all the warriors who attack are killed in seconds.

It's only a matter of time before Xiao Yi kills all the warriors here with his present strength.

However, some people will not let him.

The figure of the middle-aged man flashed, which was also an instant shot.

He is the double strong one of the holy King realm, which is two great realms higher than Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed and she was not afraid.

"Three palms of ice, towering." Low and cold voice, from Xiao Yi's mouth.

The blood color killing intention of several kilometers around seems to condense in Xiao Yi's hand in an instant.

The middle-aged man punched in.

Boom The hand and fist of the bang, produced a startling roar.

Xiao Yi was shaken back a few steps, while middle-aged people were directly shaken back ten steps.

Don't forget that this middle-aged man is not only a double warrior in the holy Kingdom, but also the first chief deacon of the Shura hall. He is a strong body builder.

Under a hundred fields, coupled with the terrible physical strength, if Xiao Yi had not been caught off guard before, he would not have been defeated easily.

For now, it is almost impossible for Xiao Yi to beat him in a short time.

But now, there are still hundreds of disciples from Wangshan.

At the same time, in the distant sky, there is also a Taoist warrior breath.

Within a hundred thousand li, there are still many martial arts people who are constantly rushing to this side.

The disciples of Tianwang mountain are all over the region of dark clouds, which is not empty words.

Boom Boom Boom

Xiao Yi both hands together, a palm blow out.

At the same time, he was fighting with the middle-aged people and dealing with the soldiers around him.

As Qinglin said just now, Xiao Yi's pressure will never be small.

The most important thing is that although the second hand of the three icy palms has given Xiao Yi extremely strong combat power, it is extremely terrifying to consume yuan power.

Xiao Yi has no idea what level of the second hand of the three cold ice palms belongs to.

All he knew was that the force of the small world in his body was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood color in the air is obviously the reason why he quickly consumes his power.

"It's a quick decision." Xiao Yi's face is awe inspiring.

Boom Boom

Xiao Yi clapped two palms. With one hand, he retreated the middle-aged man and killed more than a dozen warriors in a second.

But his face was gradually turning pale.

That's a sign of excessive consumption of yuan power.In the distance, Qinglin, who was fighting with the three city lords, laughed triumphantly, "Xiao Yi, it seems that I will finish the battle faster than you."

As he said, the momentum of Qinglin suddenly broke out.

Look at the truth, his arm, I do not know when, there are pieces of scales.

Within the scales, blue light surged.

Boom Qinglin blows out his fist and makes a bang.

Around the palm, a roar like animal roar flashed by.

With one blow, the three city lords were immediately dismissed.

Qinglin smiles and suddenly notices the situation of Xiaoyi.

Whoosh Qinglin's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The speed is actually several times faster than before.

The middle-aged man has not yet responded, but has been hit by a blow.

"Xiao Yi, give this guy to me, and you can make a quick decision." Green Lin said a whole body, instantly and the middle-aged man tangled up.

Xiao Yi frowned, but still nodded.

"Asshole." After the middle-aged man stood firm, his face turned black.

On his chest, he was suffering from pain at the moment.

"Well, I'll kill you, the green Lin evil thief first." In the eyes of middle-aged people, the intention of killing is awe inspiring.

"Chief deacon, I'll wait for three people to help you." The three city lords, who were originally bombed out, came in an instant.

The four great kings, who were strong in their territory, immediately besieged Qinglin.

However, Qinglin did not lose, but fought against the four men.

Xiao Yi looked at it, and her face changed slightly.

When the middle-aged man left, his pressure immediately dropped.

Boom Boom Boom

One hand blows out, and one warrior is quickly killed by the second.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, the bloodthirsty eyes, I don't know when, also gradually become more and more red.

I don't know why, under the second hand of the three icy palms, every time he killed a person, his heart was filled with joy.

He even keenly noticed that if he didn't kill anyone, the blood color in the air would be strong.

At the same time, the power of the field is increasing.

No, to be exact, every time he kills a person, the higher his understanding of the second hand is.

The power of the ice field seems to be soaring.

Xiao Yi shook her head and didn't think much about it.

Now is still in the war, his pressure is much less, but Qinglin's moment is not optimistic.

Qinglin, with one enemy and four enemies, has gradually fallen into the inferior position.

We need to finish the fight here quickly and help him.

"Too slow." Xiao Yi looks a little ugly.

Even though he kept killing the soldiers around him, more and more warriors came to join the fight.

"It's endless." Xiao Yi's face became more ugly and colder.

"Too slow Too slow... "

Xiao Yi's palm blows out like crazy.

One by one, he quickly killed.

Time goes by.

More than hundreds of warriors died in Xiao Yi's hands.

Around, there are bodies everywhere.

Now Xiao Yi's hands are already red. It's the blood of those around him.

Drops of blood, from his hands.

Ferocious eyes, appear some numbness.

But the bloodthirsty light is still dangerous.

Now he looks like a bloodthirsty devil.

"Too slow." Xiao Yi is still talking to herself.

But he did not find that the air, filled with the smell of blood, killing, already strong to a terrible point.

Around, there is still an endless stream of warriors.

Xiao Yi's ferocious bloodthirsty eyes looked around his eyes and shook his head, "it's too slow, then hurry up."

A low voice, as if squeezed out of the throat.

The moment the words fall.

Bang

In the distance, a flying warrior turned into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

Bang Bang Bang

Xiao Yi can not see what action, just bloodthirsty eyes around.

But with him as the center, one after another of the warriors, turned into a group of blood fog.

Continuous explosion sound, in the high air.

Continuous blood mist, sprinkled all over the sky.

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